Drawing is a way of being with things; a way of spending focussed time with things. It is perhaps even a form of caring. Taking this sort of time through drawing brings an awareness of how something has come to be where it is, how it is and how it takes up its space in relation to other things. The drawings sometimes seem to bear a strange relationship to their place of origin, seeming to be no longer part of that world or even, fully, of this one.